He throws up.
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He throws up.

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He now stands in the shadows of the school.
It’s massive. Towering over him, gleaming in the moonlight.
The flames on his skin still have yet to flicker out completely and they cast little glittering lights along the grass as he stumbles across it, closer and closer. Dangerously close.
If he had died, he never would have been able to...
If he’d died, he’d never would have seen...
His fingers keep typing, feverishly.
1:36 AM
TXT to:
@ua-uraraka @ua-monoma
i need to get inside the school you need to fucking get me a way in. distract security so i can get inside. if you do not let me in RIGHT NOW i will kill you don’t ask questions i need to get inside the
Nothing seems right.
He deletes them all before they can send.
...
Standby for further instructions.
He sends that instead. Then he starts to type again...
...
Fever today.
-1/17
His quirk works through him like a disease. It always has.
After it happened he wakes up feverish, every day. His flames refuse to leave him, hiding under his skin, vomiting smoke through every stitch, making the room smell like a crematory. An ounce of shame he didn’t know he still had unearths itself, making him curl up on the mattress, then making him leave the bed altogether, shutting himself away in the hero’s immaculate bathroom, too ritzy and beautiful for the rotting likes of him.
Dabi braces himself against the wall, panting. He clutches blindly at his shirt, feeling the fabric soaked with cold sweat and blood. He doesn’t want to look down and see the damage but he doesn’t exactly have a choice, does he?
He hisses in a few more breaths before-
Fuck.
He grimaces, reading down to dig into the metal surrounding his newest injury. His quirk is fighting its damndest to eat straight through his stomach, it almost seems. There’s a new patch brewing on his belly, skin slowly but steadily decaying, turning as dark as the rest of the ruined parts of himself. The newest staples he’s branded himself with slip from the skin, loose and leaking. He swears at the sight of them, grimacing as he presses a shaking hand over them, trying to keep them in place.
He’d have to redo them. Hopefully he has the time.
It’s so fucking easy for some people and I don’t get it.

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Ugh.
-9/25
10:41pm
v-dabi
Hey.
Where are you.
v-dabi
Are you safe rn.
Feel so calm with you